A few more days passed. In this way, Eno worked in Ouwen's company.

Moreover, she is also very attentive. Maybe it's because they're good friends, or maybe they really don't want to go back to that home.

It's been a month, and Ino hasn't been in touch with his family. She suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart.

"Hey...... Hey, Mom, I'm Ino. How is home? Eno couldn't help but dial the phone.

"Nono, are you okay?" It was Ino's mom who got the call.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm here with my friend now, and you don't have to worry about me. Also, Mom, how are you ......" Before Ino could finish talking to his mother, he heard the voice of another person on the phone.

"If you have the ability, you should never come back! Just when we don't have you as a daughter! ”

I heard it, it was my father's voice.

Drip...... Drip......

The phone on the other side hung up.

Eno gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked out of the phone booth.

She looked at the crowd of people shuttling back and forth on the street, and she let go of something in her heart.

"They're fine, they're fine. Work hard here first, and then go back after a while, when their anger is gone. ”

Ino more or less let go of his mental baggage. Then, I got on the bus and went back to my accommodation.

Everything went so smoothly, and life became extremely uneventful, as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, I was taking a shower and didn't hear my phone ringing. You mean, let me go to the Musical Instrument Museum tomorrow to get some materials, right? Okay, I got it. ”

Ino tossed her phone onto the couch and continued to towel her unkempt hair.

She walked over to the coffee table, took an apple from it, and took a bite.

Then, I picked up the remote control and clicked it, and sat down on the couch, munching on an apple and wiping her hair.

Ino, who hadn't watched TV for a long time, turned on the TV. She doesn't think about her family anymore.

“…… You're trapped, trapped here. I'm willing, trapped here forever. ……”

Hearing the sound on the TV, Ino stopped holding the towel. She watched the TV and muttered to herself, "These lines are so well written, and they are so touching to listen to." This man is too good to this woman. ”

Ino casually threw the towel onto the couch, his eyes still on the TV.

Suddenly, she noticed that the tone of voice on the TV sounded familiar to her, as if she had heard it somewhere. However, I couldn't remember it for a while.

Looking at it, Ino's eyes began to grow tired, and the TV images he watched were blurry. After a day of work, she finally felt tired at the moment.

She picked up the remote control and clicked it on the TV again, then got up and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Princess, wherever you go, Sizhu will go;

Sizhu will always follow the princess, and the princess will always be in Sizhu's heart

"Sizhu! Sizhu! Eno screamed twice, and she woke up, sweating profusely.

She didn't know who she was calling, she only remembered the name, and she only remembered the words in her dreams.

Ino actually dreamed of him in his previous life......

Ino steadied herself. Then, she looked at the phone next to her pillow and sat up suddenly.

"Why is it so late?" She said something casually, scratched her head, and quickly got out of bed.

She quickly freshened up, simply straightened her hairstyle, changed her clothes, put on her bag and quickly went out.

Today, she is going to the Musical Instrument Museum to get materials. Ino, who had already woken up late, finally squeezed into the bus and got out of the bus and trotted all the way to the museum.

"Wow! It's a big place! As soon as Ino entered the museum, he exclaimed.

Looking around, the museum is indeed very large, and there are many musical instruments inside.

She was here for the first time. She was dazzled by the ancient instruments.

"There are so many types of instruments here, I haven't seen many of them." Ino muttered to himself as he looked at the instruments.

She walked along the exhibition hall inside the museum. At this moment, a musical instrument in front of her stopped her.

Ino stroked the glass with his hand and looked curiously at the handful of gonghou inside, "Huh? What kind of instrument is this? Look old-fashioned. ”

Suddenly, a wonderful feeling came over me. She closed her eyes as if the instrument was in her hands.

Ino's fingers flicked over the glass, and he played it so skillfully.

She opened her eyes and looked at her hand in amazement, wondering, "This instrument is the first time I've seen it, but it's familiar, as if I've played it somewhere." It's really weird that I can't put it into words. ”

Ino was a little confused. She looked at her watch, didn't think much more, and continued to walk to the reference room inside.

I saw that Eno put the name of the information written on the paper the previous day in front of the staff inside. Then, she sat casually and waited.

It didn't take long for the voice of the staff to be heard.

"Take a look, we have all prepared the materials you wrote, and they are all here."

The staff at the museum explained to Eno very seriously.

Seeing the stack of information books on the table, Ino smiled and said to the man, "Thank you! After speaking, he walked out of the data room with the materials in his hands.

Ino came to the place where the Konghou was placed again. She froze, her forehead pressed against the glass, her eyes fixed on the instrument.

I invisibly felt that the gong hou was so kind, as if it was once my own belongings. At this time, she couldn't say how she felt in her heart. After a few moments, Ino turned and went out with the data in his hand.

After leaving the museum, Ino came to the nearby bus stop with a heavy load of materials.

"Alas! Alas! Alas! Bus, stop! She shouted and trotted a few steps, but did not catch up. Unfortunately, she saw that the first bus had just left.

"Why is your luck so bad, you are unlucky." She was tired and complained to herself.

"I'm so tired that my hands are sore." Ino couldn't hold it anymore, and quickly put the information on the edge of the flower pond next to it.

She stretched her arms and thumped her waist again, finally relaxing.

Standing is also boring. Ino glanced at the materials and pulled a copy out of it.

"Anyway, I'm just waiting for the bus to see what kind of information this is." Ino muttered to himself as he flipped through the information.

An inexplicable feeling made Ino turn his head to look at the several stores on the street.

"Huh? No? No one is looking at me, huh? She asked herself, confused. Then she lowered her head and flipped through the book.

Mu Nianhui worked tirelessly, and finally found the princess's future in the vast sea of people. She was Ino.

So, he kept watching her secretly......

“kong-hou！” Ino flipped the page at random, and couldn't help but read it out loud.

I saw that on that page of information, the name of the instrument was clearly spelled out in pinyin letters, and there were pictures on it.

"Ah, it's it, the instrument you see in the museum. It turns out that this is called Konghou. She muttered.